"Here you come?" Zhang Yingying was somewhat surprised.
"How complicated can it be? This is just a signal receiver. My side is more powerful and this side is more sensitive. After connecting it, just connect it with a 'kite string'."
Ronan casually explained the basic principles. In fact, he had used this trick a few months ago. At that time, he was transmitting the interference waves of external neurons to Spring City. This time, he referred to the classic design of the Tianyuan Empire to more efficiently realize spiritual spirituality. Long-range delivery, interference and switching of waves and electromagnetic waves.
"Flying a kite?" Zhang Yingying reluctantly accepted this explanation, but she had seen the water vapor clone before, "Is it too rough? It's a bit worse than the last time."
"Let's solve the problem of existence and non-existence first."
"Then what to do next?"
“Accumulate advantages, improve precision, and keep polishing, that’s it.”
Ronan's vague clone lowered his head, looking at the exploding ice fragments all over the ground and the water vapor that had begun to disappear. He felt a little heartbroken: "I was a little impatient just now and used too much force. This set of slicers is a bit brittle. Son, but it’s easy to use… What a pity!”
In the final analysis, it was because Ronan was not very familiar with this kite-flying method.
In Zhang Yingying's view, Ronan's method is already quite astonishing: Thousands of kilometers away, the target is still moving at high speed. What a difference.
Using this method, it is normal for "overload" to occur. She took the initiative and said, "I'll ask the boss to make some more for you."
"No, no, no." Ronan didn't really get excited, he was very clear about his identity, "I left a hundred and ten, and the changing form is almost enough. And I just happened to learn your majesty's techniques to see if I can do it myself. Do."
"How else can you change?" Zhang Yingying just said casually, not really paying attention, and wanted to provide good conditions for Ronan, "Do you want to find a quiet place for you?"
"No need, I've already found a good place.
"Um?"
Ronan's still vague and faint outline of water vapor stretched out his arm and pointed to the sealed bulkhead on one side.
"That's the engine room!"
"More outside."
"Outside?"
"The air humidity over the Pacific is quite ideal. Cloudy weather is the best."
Before Zhang Yingying could react, Ronan asked again: "When should we arrive?"
Zhang Yingying asked: "Where?"
"Of course Ticheng."
"Over there, if it weren't for you, we should have arrived a long time ago. Now turn around and speed up. It will take another hour and a half?"
"That's okay..." Ronan suddenly realized that there was something strange in Zhang Yingying's words, "Well, where else could it be if it wasn't Ticheng."
Zhang Yingying rolled her eyes at him: "Look at the invitation, Luo Yuanwai! Is the auction in Ticheng? It's just a transit station. In fact, compared with Ticheng, where we are now is still far away from the final destination. Be closer."
"Then where is this?"
"Nowhere, but less than a thousand kilometers to the east is the Koro Base, which is a satellite city of Ti City and one of the most important outpost hunting bases in the Pacific."
"you mean……"
"Let me tell you: the Emerald Light received supplies there at its last stop. It left this afternoon and took the northeast route. It will not stop on the way. It will take about thirty hours of sailing and a journey of two thousand kilometers to arrive at the auction. The club is located in the sea area.”
Ronan recalled the world map he had learned and his experience of "hide and seek" with people on the Pacific Ocean in the past few months. He could determine the approximate location of the Emerald Light.
The boundaries between the limited space of perception and the infinite space of imagination are blurred through complex thinking.
It was originally the most ordinary situation, but since the soul cloak covered the world, at least in terms of the spatial extension of the earth scale, he had not thought about it like this for a long time.
On the contrary, when drawing psychic diagrams, similar thinking games are played.
The two cannot be ignored... once the future reaches the interstellar scale, will he still need to rely on the soul cloak to cross a long distance measured in light years?
Among the massive amounts of information that Ronan has come into contact with so far, he has not found any reference similar to the "soul cloak". However, there are gems who use the power of perception and imagination to perform superb operations in the field of time and space at the same time:
"Magneto-optical mica" is it!
Ronan subconsciously reached back and gently stroked the still blurry water vapor clone.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
"...What can I do!"
Ronan rolled his eyes, but Zhang Yingying couldn't see it. He simply asked: "We will arrive at Ticheng in one and a half hours. Where will we land?"
"The boss purchased a private estate there."
"Hey? Is it far from the city? Where exactly is it?"
"What do you mean?"
"Time is tight. The objects I made in Ticheng before are slicing instruments and the like. I want to ask someone to deliver them."
"Tsk, it's good to be prepared with both hands. You told me earlier, the boss has a processing plant in Ticheng's industry, we can just do it for you."
Zhang Yingying was talking when she suddenly realized: "Blood Flame Cult! By the way, how did you hook up? Didn't they hook up with their old lover last year, that Sun Jiayi, to secretly attack you?"
"I remember you asked about this."
"But you didn't reply either!"
"This... is mainly too complicated." Ronan found it difficult to explain this process in simple, easy-to-understand sentences.
Zhang Yingying curled her lips again: "Understood, I don't pry into other people's privacy, but you're right to be careful about the Black Widow!"
"Huh?" Ronan's mind turned around and he realized that the person Zhang Yingying was referring to was Mrs. Halder.
Zhang Yingying reached out and touched Ronan's half-empty neck with curiosity and reminder, half-smiling: "She is a beautiful witch, but she is also a ruthless person who can bite off her husband's head... No need for this. Shall I remind you?"
Ronan thought about Mrs. Halder's various behaviors in the past few months, and sincerely sighed: "This is an experience."
"See you!"
Chi!
Zhang Yingying returned her hand and cut it across Ronan's neck, but unfortunately it still lacked texture. So she stopped arguing about this issue and wasting Ronan's time: "The Blood Flame Order's express delivery, right? I will talk to the manor and let them come directly."
"Thank you, thank you. Also, Your Majesty, please help me say thank you. It's not good for me to meet people in this condition. I'll dress up again later."
As he said that, Ronan's side was filled with light and all shapes and forms disappeared.
"Lian... huh, a child who lacks love." Ronan was no longer here, but Zhang Yingying was still very careful not to say that sensitive word.
Even Ronan himself might not care.
This is the most basic respect for friends.
Afterwards, Zhang Yingying walked out of the gym and walked along the outer corridor towards His Majesty the Emperor Wu's study. On the way, she did not forget to contact the person in charge of the manor in Ticheng to explain the "express delivery" matter.
After making the call, she tilted her head.
There is no moon tonight, and there are dense stars above the clouds in the Pacific Ocean. The dim light shines through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on one side, showing her the flow of abundant water vapor clouds over the ocean.
Limited by field of view, only a small part.
However, purely out of intuition, Zhang Yingying felt that Ronan was here.
Then she saw that a cloud of mist directly in front of her sight had an inexplicably clear boundary. The smoke in its inner area was rolling and accumulating, as if being slapped by invisible hands, and she quickly pieced together a meaningful image. shape:
A smiling face shivering in the strong wind at high altitude.
Zhang Yingying laughed out loud and then pointed her middle finger at the big face.
The clouds suddenly dispersed, leaving no trace of human processing.
At around 22 o'clock in Xiacheng time, His Majesty the Emperor Wu's airship docked with the air traffic control department of Ti City and slowly landed in a private estate near the sea in the south of the city.
While the airship's engine was still churning the airflow, several well-dressed people in suits and leather shoes eagerly came over and waited eagerly for the hatch that had just opened.
About two minutes later, His Majesty Emperor Wu appeared at the cabin door.
She was still wearing a wide fine linen dress that is common in late spring and early summer, which perfectly matches the warm climate of Ticheng throughout the year. She walked straight down without socks and wore flip-flop flat shoes. At first glance, It's like going on a summer vacation.
She was still holding a book in her hand. She opened it to a certain page and rolled it up in her hand. Her eyes seemed to be downcast, and her expression was casual and plain. She didn't bother to pay attention to the people who were already waiting at the bottom of the gangway, as if they were ready at any time. It is possible to lift the book in front of your eyes and enter your own reading world.
His Majesty the Emperor Wu had such an attitude, but those at the foot of the gangway did not dare to take it lightly, and all hurried forward to greet him. But when they got close, no one dared to stretch out their hands. They just bowed and said something like "Your Majesty has worked hard for you from afar."
His Majesty the Emperor Wu hummed, and even the people who came to greet her thought that she would walk straight over, but they never expected that she actually stopped at the gangway.
"His Majesty?"
The person at the front of the airport was stunned for a moment, thinking that Emperor Wu had some orders, so he moved forward. But he saw His Majesty Emperor Wu turning his head and looking up the gangway.
"Quick, quick, the boss is out." Zhang Yingying, who had already changed into casual clothes, stepped out, moved her long legs, and landed on the fourth or fifth step of the gangway in two steps, but then half turned around, "Hey, you didn't do it before You're so procrastinating...making the boss wait for you?"
"Come on, come on, I was never in this state before."
A sighing voice sounded. Not everyone could hear clearly what was being said over there, but they could confirm that it was a male.
Soon, a thin figure of a young man appeared above the gangway. The attire was very ordinary, like the middle school students who can be seen everywhere on the streets of Ticheng. He seemed not too familiar with this kind of scene.
He looked into the distance and saw the deep night in Ticheng. He was a little stunned: "What time is it now?"
"Tic City time is around 2 a.m., winter time is currently in effect, and there is a 4-hour time difference from Summer City."
"What's the date?"
"Of course it's the 15th. By the way, let me remind you, the high seas auction is at 8 pm on the 16th. Geographically it is already east of the 180-degree line, but unfortunately, it does not cross the date line and is in the same east as Ticheng. District 12... we are pressed for time."
